People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 312 Today is also a day without any incident

Under Qi Yan's puzzled gaze, Murphy resolutely raised the harmonica and blew it hard.

Bigler and others who were not far away knew the truth, but Murphy's actions were so decisive that they didn't even have the chance to warn him.

Short, sharp monosyllables echoed in the Sunset Hall. Even the sounds of the world could not drown out the sound of Murphy's harmonica, which he played with all his might.

Then, nothing happened...

Bigler and the others turned their heads away, unwilling to watch the scene they had anticipated would follow.

"Why no response?"

Murphy was a little dumbfounded: "Is it because I am using it incorrectly? Captain Bai didn't teach me!"

After hesitating for a moment, he played the harmonica again.

A passionate and cheerful rhythm sounded.

Then, nothing happened...

Murphy was completely embarrassed.

Qi Yan couldn't help scratching his head, puzzled:

"Lao Mo, when did you become a bard without telling me?

Are you going to be Ishamara or Barbatos?"

"No, brother, please listen to my explanation!" Murphy wanted to cry but had no tears, "Do you remember what I asked you about the Gemini Queen?

This thing was given to me by one of my captains. He said it contained the Gemini Queen's Originium Technique and asked me to use it against you."

Bigler and others turned their heads and looked at Murphy in shock.

It was the first time they knew that Murphy was actually an honest man who dared to tell the truth.

Many people's necks made crisp cracking sounds due to excessive force, but at the moment they no longer have the mind to pay attention to these minor problems with their necks.

What made them even more confused was Qi Yan's reaction.

"Dabai, can you help me check if there is something wrong with the harmonica?"

Qi Yan patted the air around him and talked to himself.

After a moment, he nodded, his eyes full of sympathy:

"Lao Mo, you've been fooled. It's just an ordinary harmonica. My Dabai can smell someone else's saliva on it. It must have been used by someone."

Murphy: “…Pah!”

His face suddenly turned pale and blue, and he spat on the ground frantically, trying to get rid of the disgust in his heart.

Just after he spat twice, he suddenly felt a terrifying chill enveloping him.

The hairs on Murphy's back stood up and all his movements froze. He felt as if he was going to be killed on the spot in the next moment.

He carefully looked at Qi Yan in front of him. The latter's eyes were full of confusion and curiosity, without the slightest anger, let alone murderous intent.

So where does this feeling come from?

A bunch of question marks appeared on Murphy's forehead.

"By the way, are you done with your performance?"

Qi Yan took the initiative to ask: "When you're done with your performance, get out of the way, or you'll be swept into the ensemble of worldly sounds while you're playing."

His reminder made Murphy a little at a loss:

"Brother, you're not angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" Qi Yan asked back.

"Although I made a mistake, I really wanted to attack you."

Murphy looked anxious, trying to explain what he had just done.

Just his explanation frightened Begler and the others so much that they shrank their necks.

They have seen many people looking for trouble, but this is the first time they have seen someone who is eager to die!

Qi Yan touched his chin, surprisingly not angry, but patiently analyzed:

"But you are from the Queen's Voice. Now we are on opposite sides. As an opponent, you took the initiative to stand up and confront me head-on. You have already done your best. Why should I be angry?"

Murphy opened his mouth and suddenly felt something stuck in his throat:

"Yes, I am from the Queen's Voice, but..."

But in the end, the only one who truly believed that he had not betrayed was Qi Yan.

Murphy didn't say the second half of the sentence.

But the Queen's Voices present understood what he meant, and their expressions were somewhat embarrassed.

When Murphy chose to stand up, they all realized that Murphy had definitely not betrayed them.

All their previous doubts were hurting their companions.

Murphy took a deep breath and a carefree smile appeared on his face:

"Thank you. As your opponent, I will stop you now."

Murphy took up a stance to meet the enemy.

Even though he knew it well, he couldn't resist Qi Yan even for a moment.

But this was exactly what he wanted. He just needed to be beaten to death by Qi Yan so that Qi Yan would jump over his body and protect Bai Ke.

By the way, the secret that had been pent up in his heart and tormenting him for a long time, that is, the fact that the Witch King's consciousness still exists in the world, was wiped out at the same time.

"Ok."

Qi Yan sighed, took out the purest source stone that Gentleman Hu had personally given him from his pocket, raised his hand and threw it into his mouth.

Under the confused gazes of Murphy and others, Qi Yan chewed the Pure Originium into pieces like chewing candy beans and swallowed it.

A golden glow covered Qi Yan's pupils.

A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in Murphy's eyes. He still remembered that when he was on Dosoles' ship, Qi Yan had this golden-eyed look, suppressing the whole audience.

"Come on, the one standing in front of you today is..."

Murphy was filled with pride and was about to make some harsh remarks so that he could leave in a more graceful manner.

But before he could finish, he was slapped on the head, his vision started to spin, and then he fell heavily on someone.

"team leader!"

The screams of the tower warlocks echoed in Murphy's ears, making him feel as if the voices were circling around him.

"Well, I'm not dead?"

After a moment's pause, Murphy's eyes, which had been rolling around in their sockets, finally regained focus.

What came into view were the expressions of shock and anger on the group of high tower warlocks, and beneath his body he felt a soft, warm touch.

He looked down and found himself lying right on top of the captain of the tower warlocks.

At this moment, the captain of the tower warlocks' eyes rolled back, the staff in his hand flew far away, and the faint purple magic light on the staff was dissipating.

It was obvious that the captain of the tower warlocks was secretly concentrating a spell just a moment ago, preparing to launch a sneak attack on Black Key and White Crescent while Qi Yan's attention was diverted by him.

Murphy turned over and climbed up from the captain of the tower warlock with difficulty.

The warlock team members in the surrounding towers wanted to rescue their captain, but they soon noticed Qi Yan walking slowly towards them, and they immediately scattered and ran away with their heads in their hands.

"Brother, can't you just give me some pleasure?"

Murphy covered his head and grimaced in pain.

"Did you make a mistake?"

As Qi Yan spoke, he slapped Murphy to the ground again.

Then he bent over and punched and kicked Murphy wildly.

During the beating, Qi Yan explained calmly:

"Although we are currently on opposite sides, you are my friend. How could I really beat you to death?"

"Oh, I was wrong, brother, I know I was wrong, please stop hitting me, oh, it hurts!"

Murphy was pinned to the ground and beaten by Qi Yan until he twisted like a maggot. Whether he tried to resist with his physical strength or tried to use Originium skills, he was interrupted by Qi Yan's punch.

Not far away, Bigler and others witnessed Murphy's miserable condition, gritted their teeth, and rushed up to try to save Murphy, so that Murphy could feel the care of his companions again.

"Let go of Murphy...Ah!"

A queen's voice rushed to the front, and just as he uttered a rebuke, Qi Yan swung out a bloody whip with his backhand and directly whipped him out.

The Queen's voice thumped into the seats of the Sunset Hall and was drowned out by the large number of chairs, and her life or death was unknown.

"hiss!"

Bigler and the others stopped in unison.

They looked at their companion who was blown away, then looked at Murphy, whose face was bruised but whose shouts were still full of energy, and suddenly realized something.

"Murphy, hold on, we will save you!"

Bigler let out a low cry and took the lead to run.

(I have no inspiration today, I am stuck, don’t worry, I will write slowly)